After their intimate shower, Henry and Lorian stepped out, the warmth of the towels wrapping around them. Lorian, his hair still damp, began to reach for his clothes, but Henry stopped him with a gentle hand. "Wait, Lorian. Let me dress up first. I'll be right back." Lorian, curious, nodded, his eyes sparkling with curiosity.
Henry, his eyes dark and intense, quickly dressed and headed out, leaving Lorian alone in the bedroom, still wrapped in his towel. Lorian, unsure of Henry's intentions, waited patiently, his heart pounding with anticipation.
After a few moments, Henry returned, a mischievous smile on his face. He locked the bedroom door and approached Lorian, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "I have something for you, Lorian. Something special."
Lorian, his curiosity piqued, felt his heart race as Henry held out a delicate garment. It was a woman's dress, soft and flowing, with a delicate lace trim. "Henry, what's this?"